Revisiting That Mountain (5)

Revisiting That Mountain (5)

After promising to return,
you revisited the mountain.
The trails changes but the path the same.

Over rock and rubble,
and sin and trouble,
you made it back to the place you called once home.

And returning you grow warm
to the place you used to adore
the place raw and free it made you weep for more.

But it's changed
or is it still the same as it was?
Things are different of course, but the form is the same.

There's the rock
and there's the tree,
but gone is the hut of the home you remember.

How sterile it looks
and alone.



Until a tap at your shoulder:
might as well have been a boulder
that tore through your arm just the same.

And a smile and nod;
from the one you brought along
to show such a magnificent sight.

And they just like you
in this surrounding now confused
but they must agree that the path changed the view.

-Matthew Koutzun